Asalea's eyes narrowed. She can guess that the event is a wedding ceremony. So, she will be attending a wedding occasion. "Whose wedding is this?" she asked the man who fetched her. "Yours Madam." He said and then got something inside his paper bag. "Please wear this," the man said again handing her a black veil with a tiara in it, beautifully adorned with black diamonds. "What did you say?!" Asalea gasped in surprise. "This is your wedding Madam." The young man repeated his prior statement. "Who shall I be marrying?" with narrowed eyes, Asalea asked again. "You will know later on. Please be ready Madam. The wedding march will start." Then the man stepped aside and motioned her to walk forward when the wedding march song started to fill the whole astrodome. Asalea does not know if she will follow or will make herself invisible and run. She chose the first. She knows that she will be dead if she will run. At least they will not kill her. Looking at her elegant black gown, veil with tiara, and wedding venue of the wedding; she knows she will be marrying someone of a high profile from the Glodeous Kingdom. She can still start her life here and then plan for her revenge later on against the Ecleteon werewolves. With her chin held up, Asalea made her graceful walk going to the altar. Getting nearer the altar, she saw the back of a man standing in front. Asalea surmises that he might be her groom. "Hmm, not bad," she murmured. Slowly the man turned his back and faced her when she was already walking almost beside him. Asalea's eyes grew big when she recognized the man. "Hello, my pretty vampy." He whispered and intensely looked at her with his ocean-like deep blue eyes.
I
Princess Asalea who is currently living in the world of mortals, disguised as a lowly saleslady in a small boutique, heard the news from two customers, whom she smelled like vampires. They are from the Kingdom of Glodeous.
"Gosh, the new King of Glodeous is looking for a wife. Have you seen him already? He is so gorgeous! I will come to his palace and will offer myself to him to be his wife," the taller girl said while giggling.
The smaller lady sneered. "Before you can touch him, he will be my husband already!"
Then both of them laughed, then continued to check on some dresses in the boutique where Asalea is serving as a saleslady.
Asalea glanced at the two ladies and something hit her mind. "What if she will apply to be the wife of the King of Glodeous? Hmm, but applying is too cheap. There should be a better way to get the attention of the King and be his wife," she murmured.
The two young lad vampires, all of a sudden, simultaneously glanced in the direction of Asalea with narrowed eyes. Their senses of hearing are so sharp that they heard Asalea's murmur. In a flash, both of them were already beside Asalea looking at her grimly.
"You are a vampire too? I can smell your blood." The tall girl murmured.
"Never touch our King, we will be your enemies." Seconded by the smaller one.
Asalea looked at the two ladies with a smile on her face. "What you heard was just an illusion, don't worry, he is all yours."
"Good," they said in unison, then disappeared from Asalea's side. She saw the two female vampires getting some dresses and bringing them to the cashier's counter to pay. They nodded to her before they finally left the boutique.
Asalea's intelligent mind brought her to a plan on how to get the attention of the King of Glodeous. He is the man she is looking for to return to the vampire world; to be more strong and powerful while thriving her way to carry out her long unforgotten promised revenge on the Ecleteons Werewolves. Her smile thereafter was so mystical that only her own mind could understand.
II
In her invisible form, Asalea roams around the palace of the Glodeous Kingdom. She is searching for the King. She did not know his features yet, but she knew she would identify him the moment she found him.
She entered a big glamorous room in the palace; she is still in her invisible form. Most likely, this is his room, she thought.
"Who are you and what are you doing here?" a booming voice at her back almost made her jump. She is in her invisible form. How come he can see her? She bravely faced the owner of that voice.
Asalea was surprised to see deep blue-like ocean eyes in rage, sharply looking at her directly. In a second, the man caught her right arm and held it tightly.
"I can see you, you should better transform into your visible self now!" His teeth gritted as he said these words.
Without any other recourse and thinking that showing up might lead him in bringing her to the King himself, Asalea suddenly transforms into her visible form.
Asalea saw the sudden reaction of admiration on the man's deep blue eyes. Oh, yes, she knows she is beautiful, her rounded brown eyes with gloomy looks coupled with long eyelashes and eyebrows of perfect shape, plus her pointed nose and cherry red-like lips, topped with her splendorous body and extraordinary height. Asalea knows very well that she is a sight to behold.
Asalea looked at him in her most adoring and precious look. "Apology Sir, it seemed like I was lost. I was running from someone and never knew that my feet brought me here."
He dragged her to the bed and pushed her there. "Don't you know that whoever entered my room without my permission can never come out alive?" he said while coming near to her position. She is now seated on the end part of the Victorian-type bed covered with all-black bed sheets.
"Who are you?" Asalea asked.
"It was me who was asking you that a while ago. Who are you lady?" his hands are inside his pockets and he is intensely looking at Asalea.
"Lea, I am Lea." Rattled, Asalea replied.
"What is your purpose in coming here?" he asked again.
"Err, I was just lost." She lied.
"Don't give me that craft woman!" he yelled.
Asalea was frightened but she tried to be still confident and brave. "I am the King's future wife," she answered and held her chin up.
The man made a deafening laugh and then grabbed her chin. "Really?"
She answered, still confident. "Yes."
"Have you seen the King already?" he asked with a hint of a smile in every corner of his eyes.
"Err not yet."
"So, why are you saying that you are the King's future wife?"
"Because I can feel it." Asalea's eyes deeply looked at the deep blue eyes of the man holding her chin until now.
A mysterious smile was painted all over the lips of the man. "Let us see then."
III
Asalea knew she is now in great trouble. She was locked by the man inside his room and he left in a flash.
Unknown to her, an announcement coming from the Palace of the King of Glodeous has been made. Dreckos, the right-hand man of the King was tasked to do the announcement.
Dreckos gathered all Glodeous vampires in their courthouse. "Our beloved vampires of Glodeous, our dear King is soon to be married. He found a wife! Three days from now the wedding will be celebrated at the Palace's Astrodome. Be ready everyone to enjoy and feast!"
Every vampire in the courthouse shouted and clapped because of excitement.
Dreckos adjourned the general assembly and returned to the King to report. "King Timodore, your wish has been done and everyone is excited now."
"That's good. Make sure that everything will be done accordingly. I want a perfect wedding for my perfect wife-to-be." He declared before dismissing Dreckos.
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